Wednesday, August 18, 2010

I Heart You Oliver Jeffers

How to Catch a Star

Lost and Found

The Way Back Home

I bought Iris new books. I cannot wait to read with Iris and sometimes Iesha joined us too. The three books come with the gift set so that the reading time wouldn't be plain. I cannot wait to pretend finding our way back home with the intergalactic walkie-talkie in The Way Back Home, helping the penguin plush toy find its own way back to the South Pole in Lost and Found and looking out for the stars with the stargazer's torch in How to Catch a Star.

I love picture books. I always love good paintings. Most of all, I love wordless book, so that I can make up story to my girls. I love acting too, last night I was a very busy spider spinning the web when I read through The Very Busy Spider by Eric Carle. The previous night I was a brown big bear. Iris seemed to like our reading time. Iesha too-she gave a big grin when I showed her Brown Bear, Brown Bear, What Do You See by Eric Carle. And hey, I have one big fan of my story telling time too-Anya! She can cook, I can read, I guess that's heaven for us.

Let me introduce the young author and illustrator, Oliver Jeffers. I heart you. I heart handsome man.

Hi handsome! Are you a brother to Jakob Dylan? (Dylan, my favorite boyfriend. Sing to me love)

P/S: Hey mommies, do you have any recommendation for picture books? Any books for 0-3 years old.

The Reader's Bill of Rights-Daniel Pennac-

I want these for the girls (

Readers have:
  • The right to not read.
  • The right to skip pages.
  • The right to not finish.
  • The right to reread.
  • The right to read anything.
  • The right to escapism.
  • The right to read anywhere.
  • The right to browse.
  • The right to read out loud.
  • The right not to defend your tastes.

Tuesday, August 17, 2010

Cookies are made of butter and love.-Norwegian Proverb-

The ingredients. The incredible hulk amused himself being a couch potato.

Ready to go!

Ready to throw?

Ready to eat!

Now I know the feeling of posting an entry on cooking. I have to admit this was my first try baking a cookie. A chocolate chips cookie. I just don't have flair or any talent in cooking be it simple as nasi goreng to complex as gulai ayam. Perhaps I just don't like cooking. I hate the idea of how much sugar to put in, how much salt to shower the dish, I simply don't like that kind of Maths. I have to admit I only cooked twice for my incredible hulk. Sometimes I love the concept of long-distance marriage, so that I don't have to cook. At least for him.

But when it is a call, it IS a call. Making chocolate chips cookies is always one of my wild dreams. Minus the discouraging words by the incredible hulk "Fuyoo!! She nak buat cookie oooo!! Fuyoo!!! Macam tak caya je!!! Fuyoo ada tepung wooo!!! Ada telur wooo!!!" and the uneasy smirk on his face, I carried on with my dream, with the big help from Anya.

And tadaa!!! For the very first time in my very life in my very blog, I posted the very first snapshots on my very first cooking talent. Yay! I finally achieved my dream, with two jars of chocolate chips cookies! And I managed to jaw-dropped that incredible hulk with my hidden talent.

But upon all, I really felt appreciated when Iris says this first in the morning, "Mummy, Iris nak cookie!!" Now, I started to love my talent.

P/S: Still the cooking is not easy, I tell you. I guess it is much harder than graduating from the graduate school.

Sunday, August 15, 2010

Age is an issue of mind over matter. If you don't mind, it doesn't matter. -Mark Twain-

Many many happy returns Firdausku Sorang.

12th August 2010 marked. A lip smacking ice cream cake. A well-designed cuff link. A cheap birthday card. A birthday boy. And a wish from all of us that only greeted once a year.

"Happy Birthday Bapak!"

We all love you!

Wednesday, August 11, 2010

I operated six things at once.

Brown Bear, Brown Bear, What Do You See? by Eric Carle

The Very Hungry Caterpillar by Eric Carle

The Very Busy Spider by Eric Carle

Little Dos and Don'ts by Karen Katz

I listed the groceries lists.
I answered phone calls.
I e-mailed my supervisor.
I recite Ayatul Kursi whenever Iris and Iesha cross my mind.
I annoyed Bapak.
I merry myself with blogshopping. I bought Iris new books from

What amuse me the best?

Online shopping.

I bought Iris a new kitchen play set last week and she pretended to cook me vegetables and serve the guests drinks. The set makes annoying sound when we turn the button 'Cook'. And I have to scream whenever I cannot tolerate with the sound "Iris!!!! Tutup api dapur tu!!! Sayur Iris dah masakkkk!!! Nanti hotttt!!!!" And she ran to the kitchen and turn off the sound. Anya said she will take off the batteries real soon.

I don't have Facebook.

Perhaps you can call me a loser, or I just don't addict on things that meant absolutely nothing to me personally-someone else's drama.

If it is really something, get a Twitter.

Thursday, August 5, 2010

Anya and Iris

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Tuesday, August 3, 2010

Language Barrier

This conversation happened last few months.
But I presumed I would remember this forever.
A conversation between Iris and Tok Kedah.

Tok Kedah: Iris, mai Tok nyanyi. Iris tidoq na. Tidoq.

Iris: Woof woof! Woof woof!

Here you go, now laugh your heart out!